here's a little update on the house for you

Last week I was sitting in the house in one of the wicker chairs that had been given to me, that me and the boys spray painted a fun color a few months ago.  My plan is to have these bright pieces of furniture on the back porch.  For now they are just sitting in the middle of what will be the kitchen.

I've been going several times a week and opening the front door and the back door, sitting right in between them in this chair, and praying.  I listen to the birds that sing in the backyard, and the "thump, thump, thump" bass drop of the cars that come down the street.  In the midst of both of these sounds, Jesus is so sweet to talk so clear to me.

Sitting still, listening to my Father, He said to me, "tell me what you want."  That's a loaded question.  When Jesus asks me what I want, my first response is a feeling of selfishness, then pride, then greed.  When Jesus says to tell HIM what I want?  That's hard for me to do.  The enemy does not want me to talk to Jesus, or think that I can trust Him what what I desire.  Such stupid lies. 

So, I told him.  I sat there in that yellow chair and cried out to Him, told him what I wanted.

New windows.

I thought I would ask him for something like, well.....maybe a husband?  That would be amazing, but in that moment, "new windows" was all that came out from inside me.  And then I cried, like I haven't cried in a long time.  I am not a crier.  It takes a lot for me to get teary-eyed.  But He made me cry that day, over windows.

I got two new windows on the front of the house a few months ago, and the rest of the windows in the house are OK, but they are old and I would love to have new windows that match and are a little nicer.

"It's just windows", I say to myself, but it's so much more than that.  It's having courage to tell Jesus that I would like to have new ones.  To know that He cares about me so much that He wants me to tell him what I want, and that He loves me so much that He can give them to me, to us.  Just as much as He loves those birds I hear in the back yard, and just as much as He loves the men driving down my street droppin the beat - He loves me the same.

I will keep sitting in that chair until it gets moved to the new screened in back porch, that is about to get started - PRAISE JESUS.

Plumbing and electrical are about to get kicked off - PRAISE JESUS.

Here's what is left:

• Sheetrock
• Cabinets
• Floors
• Appliances
• Showers, toilets, sinks
• Trim work
• Painting inside

And prayerfully, new windows - PRAISE JESUS.

I went feet first in that River Jordan 1 year ago, with no money, no help, no idea what I was doing or how it was going to happen.  But I stood firm, just like the Lord told me to do, and He has provided for every single thing up to today.  He's not going to leave me in the middle of that dry river bed and let the waters come crashing down over me.  He's not that kind of Father.  He just wants me to keep standing there, holding up that chest, telling Him how I feel, what I need, and trusting He will provide.

So, for all of you that keep asking, "how is the house coming?"  there you go......

"And the priests that bare the ark of the covenant of the Lord stood firm on dry ground in the midst of Jordan, and all the Israelites passed over on dry ground, until all the people were passed clean over Jordan."

Joshua 3:17